Last Man Standing

the three of them stood firm facing the demons inside and out. flailing for lack of a better word trashing the trust that once became them, back when it was all brand new back then hope was still something real he gazed upon her form with a hot desire wanting that fireconsumed, adjusting himself, he turned away just enough so she couldn't see. their conversation continued it was night and the moon bled she wondered why all her memories faded nothing now to keep her sane, there was a season before all this hell when laughter reigned supreme it's night time in Tokyo and daylight in Brazil, lepers live for another dance beyond this realm, fat chance! the three of them stood firm waiting to see who would drop first, was it the one with the heart that loved or the empty soul, heartless bitch...